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15 February 2012

why i love the city

since i grew up right outside of d.c., i always imagined that i'd always be city girl.

i love the hustle, i love the bustle...i love the specific anonymity that comes from walking in a crowd. i love eavesdropping. i love hole-in-the-wall spots. i love that people don't look at you funny if you dress up for just a walk. or how you can wear a giant tulle flower on your chest and no one gives it a second thought. i love in the early morning, the way that far-off rear car lights have a natural bokeh. i love signs that light up. i might love signs that light up with missing letters even more. i love mismatched brick. i love a good horn honk now & then. i love food carts. i love a quiet bookstore nestled amidst a buzzing metropolis. and while we're on the topic of buzzing, i love the general cosmopolitan buzz. i love ostentatious people, and love when they end up next to me on a corner. and i love the odd ones too. in fact, i love that in the city, i'm not the oddest person (probably). i love being privy to the first seconds of a stranger's blind date. i love that espresso is always a short jaunt away, day or night. i love capital buildings. i love the post office. i love taxis. i love stoplights, especially in the evening. i love newspapers & newspaper offices & news reporters. i love the train station, and love how you wouldn't expect it, but it's the quietest place in town. i love doodling, reading, and writing in the city. i love flower shops in the city. i love steam rising off the street. i love the city in the rain. i love the smell of postage stamps. i love the sound heels make in the city alone. i love seeing a grand romantic gesture on the street or in a cafe. i love girls with short, short hair in the city. i love boys in bow ties in the city. i love the joie de vivre that only the city seems to give me. i love how the city gives me that unequivocal feeling that whatever, whoever, whyever i am, i know i'm right where i'm supposed to be. i love the city because i love wearing my heart on my sleeve, and in the city...well, in the city, people don't seem to mind that at all.